Wow. Great job!
This poem exudes what I call multivalence. Many meanings beyond the literal. For one, it caused me to reflect on my own job, how I set goals for it, and how the fantasy-world beckons me to take a break. Meanwhile, I’m picking up some “lessons” related to the instructions coming from the telephone . . . . the desire to abandon our current work to pursue more dreams, to “discover more.”
I’m not sure of the symbolism, which on the first read is normal for me, and invites me to return for a third and fourth read at the least. But the fact that St. Augustine could refer to the city in Florida, or it could refer to Augustine of Hippo (the African saint, from around 400AD) already has me wondering.
The imagery stands out with excellent phrases such as “long snout of a roan horse” or “encrusted brown skin” or (referring to sunflowers) . . . . “dark centers bleed into gold.” That last one conjured just the right image for the end of the poem. Sunflowers can symbolize adoration or haughtiness, but to me in this context they seem to symbolize stretching, reaching for the sky, going beyond our current work to pursue more lofty goals and dreams.
The first goal of the poem is achieved because it leaves the Reader entertained. The story is an end in itself and very interesting. The images coupled with your sparse dialog keeps the Reader interested every stanza of the way.
A little housekeeping . . . check the door,apple in the second line of the second stanza, and the spelling of instructions and knowledge in the third stanza, as well as behavior in the sixth.
I like the wrap-around affect used throughout the poem, where one line wraps into the next stanza (like:
“the third call,
A suckling pig”
I love your use of paradox throughout the poem. First, the way you juxtapose modern acts with fantasy worlds helps us escape the fierce world of our century, assigning ourselves goals to make x number of calls before y o’clock. (as a suggestion, consider using variables instead of numbers in that first stanza.) But no, we are distracted by something . . . in the case of this poem, beautifully
“A suckling pig
Appeared at my door, apple in mouth.
The pig was served up
on the long snout of a roan horse:
I could not speak.”
Consider condensing the above to
“A suckling pig
appeared at my door, apple in mouth,
served up on the long snout of a roan horse:
I could not speak.”
Eliminating the passive unnecessary verb seems to pull the Reader into the fantasy quicker. Just a thought.
Anyway, back to your use of paradox . . . “swallowtail butterflies” and “warm November sun” are two more examples, and their effect is to reinforce the escapism feeling.
Another area of improvement could be in condensing the fifth stanza from:
“I as astonished that the sun had
immediately gone
to the heart of the matter
with a sword of six words.
I fell to my knees and faced the sky.
I thought perhaps I was being prepared
for a Vision.”
to:
“I as astonished the sun had
immediately gone
to the heart of the matter
with a sword of six words,
fell to my knees and faced the sky,
thinking perhaps I was preparing
for a Vision.”
I suggest this because first of all I love your use of the two words, “I as” . . . this is a very beautiful sound and adds to the overall imagery you are creating. But the Reader starts to trip when he runs into the big period at the end of “six words.” It doesn’t make a complete sentence as it is written.
Of course all these are my own humble thoughts. The fact you can dream up such great poetry is a testament to your own skills and good judgment.
Finally, I love how you get the Reader to ponder the ethics of the food chain . . . . :)
Great job! If you think to remind me in a few weeks, I’ll read and review this again.
Dan Sturn
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